Speaker 1: Come in.
Speaker 2: Welcome. I'm E. G.
Speaker 3: Marshall, curator of this curious collection of the mysterious and
the macabre. We are told that the Lord created man
in his own image. Therefore it must follow that each
of us is an image of the Lord. And since
we are so various, so different in shape and size
and color, you would think it presumptuous for any one
person to say, behold, what I look like is the
only true image of the Lord. And yet so many
people do that very thing. Who is that man, ben
im Oh.
Speaker 4: Just one of my slaves, my houseboys, What a remarkable person?
Remarkable hell, just an ordinary no account shift don't say that,
but it's true.
Speaker 2: I see a grandeur, a nobility.
Speaker 4: You know, then, abolitionists, you keep seeing things that simply
do not exist.
Speaker 2: I tell you that young man will move mountain day.
Speaker 4: Bob, You sure you ain't sick. It's all that boy
can do to move his own two feet, will move mountains.
That that slave of yours has the power inside of him,
the awful power.
Speaker 2: Ben, I can sense these things.
Speaker 3: Our mystery drama for Black Whale was written especially for
the Mystery Theater by Sam Dan and stars Brock Peters
all men are created equal. However, some people have always
considered themselves more equal than others. When our great Republic
was founded, there were some people who weren't even considered
people and had to do with the color of the skin.
If yours was white, you were people. If your skin
was black, you were a slave. You are nobody. Actually,
a black person wasn't even considered a person except for
the purposes of government record keeping, and since the state
was represented in Congress according to population, a slave was
listed as three.
Speaker 2: Fifths of a person.
Speaker 3: The years eighteen twenty, we are in what is destined
one day to become the state of Texas. Colonel Benjamin Borders,
a wealthy farmer is entertaining an old friend from the east.
There is another person, or we should say a non
person in the room. His name is Jim, one of
the house slaves, and this is to be his own story.
Speaker 2: All about me. The conversation swirled and Eddie, mister Robert
Darcy was not one of the colonel's usual physiness. He
was a man of learning and great education. How I
ended him and I stood there listening, listening, because that
man spoke of such fantastic things.
Speaker 4: The power of the mind, Ben, The power of the
mind can move mountains. So really, I'd said, up a
more simple kind of proof. I'd like to see somebody's
mind make that wine bottle lift itself up and pour
its contents into my gat under proper conditions, the right
kind of mind could do either. In speaking of wine,
your glass is empty, Jim, Jim, Yes, sir, you will
gather in again. Boy, No, sir, weren't you trained better
than to leave a man's glass stand on field before him?
Speaker 2: Yes? Well, Paul the wines.
Speaker 4: Mister Darcy to die of a thirst in my house.
Oh uh, man, I see you've been reading the books
I sent you. Oh or no, Bob, I'm sorry to say,
I ain't had a chance.
Speaker 2: Somebody must have been reading the books.
Speaker 4: The pages are well, nobody could read them, Bob, there's
just been the slaves.
Speaker 2: In the house here.
Speaker 4: Well, do do any of your slaves read? He ain't serious, Bob,
You can't be serious. How could a slave read? If
he were taught, he could learn, just like anyone else.
Up in New York Boston, I've met freed slaves who
could read and write word.
Speaker 2: Yeah, yeah, well it was a trick a trick.
Speaker 4: Or you could teach a parent to talk, can't you?
Speaker 2: It's all a trick.
Speaker 4: The young man who waited on us, Oh, Jim, he
appears to be extremely intelligent for that shoesha, he's the
dumbest one of all. There's a boy who just can't
do nothing.
Speaker 2: His mind seems to be on something else.
Speaker 4: He's in another world, Ben, a world of his imagination,
pure and simple woolgathering. Oh no, no, I send something
else there?
Speaker 2: You do? What power? The power to move mountains?
Speaker 4: You?
Speaker 2: All right, Bob? Poor boy, he's like a whale. A whale.
Now the whales ever get into this?
Speaker 4: There are those who claim the whale is the most
intelligent living creature, honor. You don't care who you call intelligent,
do you, Bob? First blacks and now whale?
Speaker 2: What you see?
Speaker 4: The whale is the captive of his physiology and his environment.
He has no way to express his intelligence. He has
no hands, he can't build, he can't live on land.
He's a prisoner of the water. You're getting too deep
from me, Bob. I'd like to help that young man.
Speaker 2: Help him. Ou send him to college. College?
Speaker 4: Oh, Bob, I believe you've gone bad, But don't worry.
Speaker 2: I'm your friend. He'll keep your secret. And so it
went the free and easy conversation. They disagreed on everything,
but never lost their tempers, never came to blows. What
a wonderful way to be able to talk, and how
wonderful also to have things to talk about. Would I
ever be able to talk like they did? Would I
ever have anyone to talk to him?
Speaker 4: Yes?
Speaker 2: So what are you doing?
Speaker 4: I'm supposed to cut wood for the fire?
Speaker 2: Why do you say that?
Speaker 4: Jim cos Massa say chop and I'm supposed. I know
you were ordered to do it, but you could just
as easily say I was supposed to cut wood for
the fire, was Jim? Yes?
Speaker 2: How did you learn to read? You can read, can't you? Jim?
Don't be afraid of me.
Speaker 4: The colonel has an excellent library.
Speaker 2: I know I selected it for him.
Speaker 4: However, he has neither the time nor the inclination to read.
But I know someone has been reading those books.
Speaker 5: Jim.
Speaker 4: Ohoh you.
Speaker 2: Yes, I was right. I sensed it.
Speaker 4: There is something about the transference of thought. I knew
you could read. Don't ask me how. It has to
be miraculous? Who taught you to read no one. Then
how did you learn?
Speaker 2: It came to me the books, bound and bright red
in rich brown leather. Something I don't know what drew
me to the books.
Speaker 4: Something seemed to say to me, come, Jim, come to
the books.
Speaker 2: What was it a voice? No, it was a desire.
But the markings and the books were so mysterious, so hidden.
Will they always be kept from me? I asked? And
then I I saw a picture of a pistol, and
there was the marking under it, and it was suddenly
revealed to me this must be the marking, This must
be the sign that signifies a pistol. Then I understood it.
There is a sign, a word for everything. Jim.
Speaker 4: That's remarkable, is it? It's amazing? What a fantastic accomplishment.
Speaker 2: You should be so happy?
Speaker 4: Why because you've achieved such a tremendous victory?
Speaker 2: Have I? Or have I become a whale? Yes? I
I have listened to what you said about whales? What
good does my learning bring me? Like the whale? I
can only founder aimlessly and endlessly to no purpose. What
can I do? Where can I go? Jim? Jim, you
come with me right now. But Massa says I suppose
the chop.
Speaker 4: Would I want to see the look on Ben Border's face.
Speaker 2: You drop that axe and come with me. Once upon
a time, the deep red berries of the mulberry tree
were as white as snow. The change in color came
about strangely and sadly. The death of two young lovers
was the cards Pyramis, And thisby lived in Babylon, the
city of Queen Samarana. Well, I'll be now.
Speaker 4: Open another book, Jim, to any page, the theorem of Pythagoras.
Speaker 2: It's a trick. Open this book, Jim, sweet are the
uses of adversity, which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
wears yet a precious jewel in his head.
Speaker 4: I still say it's a trick that book, Jim. All right,
all right now, dumbob, how are you doing this? Doing
what I've seen in a theater once a fellow was
able to throw his voice and make you think that
someone else would speak, admit that you were wrong being
about what about a great manything?
Speaker 2: I still say it's some kind of trick. What are
we going to do about, Jim Duba? A man with
his brain?
Speaker 4: Can you force him to live out his life as
a beast of burden. Hang it, Bob, What am I
supposed to do?
Speaker 2: Sell him to me? You mean you a true.
Speaker 4: Blue tie and a world northern abolitionist like you, you'd
on a sleeve.
Speaker 2: This is the time of great happening.
Speaker 4: I want to buy him so I can take him
north and set him free. Well, I ain't gonna let
you go puffing and premium among your northern friends. Of
our heart or the goodness of your heart. You spent
eight hundred dollars to give a poor black soul his freedom.
Speaker 2: You mean you won't sell you? No, I won't sell him.
Why not?
Speaker 4: Because I'm an honest man.
Speaker 2: He ain't worth a nickel.
Speaker 4: His value is just gone all the way down to
absolute zero.
Speaker 2: What are you talking about?
Speaker 4: His head so full of pyramids and Thesby and Pythagori
is and I don't know who and what all? How's
he going to chopcutt in the whole corner? Wait on table,
take take him for what he's worth? Now nothing, I
could hardly delete it.
Speaker 2: It was like a story in the Bible, and it
came to pass. And now it had come to pass
for me. I was to go north to freedom. Freedom
soon that great day finally dawned when I could leave
the farm in Slavery Forever, and I hit the horses
to the carriage, as I had done so many times before,
but this time I was going to ride in it too,
And we started out for Santa Lucia, a small port
on the Gulf of Mexico, where we could take a
boat to New Orleans, and from thence to Saint Louis
and Cincinnati and Pittsburgh and Philadelphia in New York and
finally post those names, those great ringing names.
Speaker 4: Is it much farther to Santa Lucia?
Speaker 2: Ben for about two hours?
Speaker 4: No, I guess it's a goodbye, good bye forever.
Speaker 2: No, I don't know, Ben. We could say it's a.
Speaker 4: Long, long trip and we neither of us grown younger.
Speaker 2: Oh we're not.
Speaker 4: I'm glad our friendship lasted, Bob. It's not everything. We
remain friends, good friends. That's why I gave the gym
for remember me by it.
Speaker 2: Then what's that? A cloud of dust hoving very quickly
toward us? Which men? Then I'm horses? Who are they soldiers? No?
Speaker 4: No, uh, I'm afraid they look like bands.
Speaker 2: Sandys.
Speaker 4: There are Country's fool of him. I think they come
so close to Saint Lucie. Well, what are we going
to do.
Speaker 2: Is not much.
Speaker 4: What can't do, Bob, We can't outrun him, we can't
outfight him. All we can do is wait. Oh, And
we waited.
Speaker 2: And as we stood there, motionless, and watched the cloud
of dust grow larger, and heard the approaching thunder of
horses hoofs, something bright and happy inside of me suddenly
became dark and sad. I knew I wasn't going to
be free. I wasn't going to Boston with mister Darcy.
Because mister Darcy.
Speaker 4: Had a gray look in his face, the look that
people get just before.
Speaker 3: They die, the look in the old days, they used
to say a man who was about to die had
a certain look on his face. It was supposed to
be the soul getting ready to leave the body, the
soul waiting for the moment of release. Is mister Darcy
going to die?
Speaker 2: Why? How?
Speaker 3: And if he does, what will happen to Jim? Well,
nothing will happen to anyone until I return in a
few moments. With Act two, we are in Texas, long
before Texas was a state in our union, even before
Texas was an independent republic.
Speaker 2: We're in the Texas that was still.
Speaker 3: Part of Mexico, a vast wild country into which poured
thousands of American settlers. And some of the wildness of
this raw boned country is about to erupt.
Speaker 4: Who are they been ill recognized? No, it's all that
cale and as Let me do all the talk. They
only want money, so just do.
Speaker 2: As your talk? How tall? Where senors Allacane? What can
I do here?
Speaker 4: I am not Senors Allacane, I am now General Zacad.
Speaker 2: Well, congratulation.
Speaker 4: Yes, we are revolutionists. We will overthrow the government one day,
and so we would like.
Speaker 2: You to contribute to the revolution. Do I have a choice,
you bloody scoundrel.
Speaker 4: If you weren't such an old friend, I would cut
your heart out, all your money into the eye and yours,
you know, empty your pockets, Bob, And you watch the
w you watch, but the watch, it would have very
little value to you, and it has a great deal
of sentimental value to me.
Speaker 2: You watch, sir, Let me explain. Don't argue with him,
give him the voute.
Speaker 4: But then Lisa gave me this before she died.
Speaker 2: Let me explained to you.
Speaker 4: So why idea I didn't know what while your blood
to sarnimal action.
Speaker 2: And only took a second. My dream was shattered and
in ruins. Mister Darcy was dead. Colonel Borders was lying
on the ground. I'm conscious with a bullet wound.
Speaker 4: Somehow I managed to get them both into the wagon
and I turned the team around.
Speaker 2: And drove slowly home home. I dared to dream of
becoming an eagle, but in reality I was still away.
Several months went by and and finally Colonel Borders recovered
from his wound, and he wasn't the same. Something seemed
to have left him. Never mentioned mister Darcy's name until
one morning. But Jim, yes, sir, where'd they bury mister
Darcy in Santilucia? Jim? What did mister Darcy do to you?
Do to me? Sir? Yeah? Jim? How how did he
get you to read through all of the books?
Speaker 3: Well?
Speaker 2: What was the trick? Oh? W it was no trick,
will Betty.
Speaker 4: I'll bet he hypnotized you, No, sir, uh, I bet
you don't even know what it all means.
Speaker 2: I have read the monograph published by F. A. Mesmer. Whoever,
That's enough, Colonel, Please, you promised mister Darcy, you'd set
me free. I promised no such thing. I promised to
say you to him for nothing. Well, that's the same thing.
Speaker 4: And he was my best friend, my only friend. He
wants you to be free, and I I'll see that
you do go free. But but not, No, I can't
do it.
Speaker 2: Now. Why why you questioned me? You dare question me.
Speaker 4: I'll give you your answer with a horse weaper.
Speaker 2: Jim, Jim, is it true? Is what true? Is it true?
You can read and write? Yes, then you gotta help me.
Now open up that chest with my papers in it.
That's it. Now, Now you're gonna have to You're gonna
have to take care of that because I uh, I can't.
Speaker 4: Seem to concentrate the words, numbers, they they just dance
on the paper.
Speaker 2: You gotta help me, Jim, you gotta help me. It
was the first time a white man had ever asked
me to do something. I knew what it was to
be told, to be asked help was something else, something strange,
and knew. I kept his records, I wrote his letters,
and every day he became richer and richer, and every
day I would ask him the same question, Colonel, when
will you give me my freedom.
Speaker 4: Freedom you promised me. Yeah, yeah, well it's my attention
to give you your freedom. It's just that the the
time ain't ripe here. You'll need it here. But Colonel ill, Jim,
you're getting treated riot. Yeah all you want to eat? Well, yes,
nice clothes. You live here in the house. You got
a comfortable bed and linen, just like me. You know, Jim,
you must be the only black sleeve in the world
who sleeps with bed sheets. But colonel right now, that's something, Jim,
that's something m.
Speaker 2: My days went by, and I was getting no closer
to freedom. The colonel was thriving MM with me to
keep his records and watch his money.
Speaker 4: MM.
Speaker 2: He was becoming wealth here by the month. And I
still kept asking.
Speaker 4: Alright, you, I'm gonna call your bluff bluff. What do
you have if I set you free?
Speaker 2: Well, I I'll have my freedom. We're free to do
what starve.
Speaker 4: You know I've gone no how you get there, I
I can work my way. It will be kidnapped by
bounty hutters.
Speaker 2: I'll have my paper. They'll laugh in your face and
tell 'em up.
Speaker 4: They'll say you was a runaway slave in some Louisiana, Mississippi,
cotton platter work you to death, and his fields. Well,
you still wanna be free? For the very first time,
I felt fear crawling through me.
Speaker 2: What was this?
Speaker 4: Mm?
Speaker 2: But I afraid, afraid to be free? But maybe it
wasn't fear that there were some very real advantages to
to my present condition. I he was right.
Speaker 4: I had enough to eat at a cop a comfortable home,
and the work it it wasn't at all difficult. And
there there was a wonderful collection of books, and.
Speaker 2: And so I thought of the North and freedom, and
it suddenly seemed so far away. And then I heard
that sound into a slave. It's the most frightening and
melancholy sound in the world. It was a coffle, a
gang of slaves being marched along the road, an endless
caravan which grows larger and smaller as some are bought.
Some are so along the winding road of slavery that
snakes through the South. I looked at the faces of dull,
staring eyes, the hopelessness, the resignation, and of course the
ugly red wealth.
Speaker 4: Whipp Wow, colonel, all things this year, Oh, can't really complain,
mister McLure.
Speaker 2: Got some prize merchandise? He no, not this time. Anything
you want to sell? Nothing?
Speaker 4: Really, nothing at all. Tell me, mister McLure, what's the
go and read for a sleeve? Who can read and write?
Speaker 2: You'd have to pay me take in it? Got any good? Field?
Has no non despair?
Speaker 4: You never be worth her weight in gold? Well, colonel,
see you next time around, Tom, Tom, get him going.
Everybody else, let's go, let's gold.
Speaker 2: Oh there you, but for the grace go you.
Speaker 4: All it would take to make it happen would be
for you to be kidnapped by an unscrupulous body out
uh and there are plenty of those. Well, but I'm
not free. Who's free? What's this freedom you talk about
so much? It's the freedom to starve and to freeze, Jim.
You just don't know how lucky you are.
Speaker 2: Maybe I didn't. It was the very first time that
kind of thought had ever stolen inside my head. We
keep talking about being free, But if we were, where
would we go? What could we do? What kind of
work would I find to do? Freedom? It had always
been a word that thrilled me. Now it frightened me.
But one day something frightened me even more.
Speaker 4: Jim, Yes, sir, you didn't give Mr Darcy any meat.
Mir dar don't stand there looking like a coldel. Mr
Darcy isn't here who you were saying, Jim?
Speaker 2: Anytime?
Speaker 4: Mister Darcy shitting at the table, big his life, Colonel.
Mr Darcy's dead here was you lost your mind? What
a little bit of mind you ever had?
Speaker 2: You lost your mind? Jim?
Speaker 4: What what what am I doing here in bed? You're
you're sick? Kind of you fainted? M I I I
feel hot and dizzy. I can't move my whole right side. Jim, wa,
what's the matter with me?
Speaker 6: You?
Speaker 4: Well?
Speaker 2: I I looked it up in the book. You you
have what they call a stroke, something something happens to
the blood. It doesn't flow freely, freely, freely. What happens?
Speaker 4: Sometimes you get better and sometimes you you don't. Jim
right right into Santa Lucilla. Bring back the doctor, Colonel.
The doctor can't help He's gonna help me.
Speaker 2: He's a doctor. I read in the books that there's
nothing anyone can do, or what do you know about it?
I've read as much as any doctor.
Speaker 4: And I tell you'll, Jim, you go get me that
doctor I'll tell you what I'll do.
Speaker 2: I'll sign the paper paper that sets you free. Now,
how's that here?
Speaker 4: But bring in some paper and a pen and ink,
and while you're going, I'll write the document.
Speaker 2: You you hurt, Jim, you hurry. I galloped all the
way to Santa Lucia and all the way back with
the doctor, and we returned too late. He was dead.
The colonel had died. And there was a sheet of
paper clutched in his hand, but it was blank, not
a single word had been written in it.
Speaker 4: Good morning, ladies and gentlemen. We're now surely a state
of our dearly.
Speaker 7: Beloved and recently departed friend, Colonel Benjamin Borders. And to
begin with, we got us as prime a stock, a
living merchandise as there is in the entire state.
Speaker 2: I begin with Jim here, how old are you?
Speaker 6: Boy?
Speaker 4: It cats got his tongue, but he's a well trained,
hard worker.
Speaker 2: Use him in the house, in the field. Look at
them muscles.
Speaker 7: Now, well somebody opened a bidden at four hundred.
Speaker 2: Dollars, seven hundred and fifty dollars. Well, hell is, mister mccare, sir.
Speaker 4: Is ain't got time to waste with nicholing dimes bidden.
I know what is worth and what I can get,
and I'm a busy man.
Speaker 2: I got some fifty.
Speaker 7: Do I hear another bed, another bed? Well, then you
got yourself a bargain there, mister McClure.
Speaker 2: Oh my boy. Just down the road, I could see them,
a coffer of poor, wretched, terrified slaves in the coffer.
In a few moments I would be one of them. Yes,
I had always been a slave from the moment of
my birth. But this would be a kind of slavery
I had never known before. This would be the naked
and violent slavery I had dreamed of in my nightmares.
And suddenly I was no longer afraid of freedom. The
colonel's horse, Jupiter was standing nearby, another piece of flesh
like me, waiting to be sold to the highest bidder,
but a superb piece of flesh, the fastest in the county.
Before anyone could realize what was taking place, I was
on his back.
Speaker 4: I'm like another land before the running for freedom.
Speaker 2: Freedom the magic word.
Speaker 4: But where is there to run?
Speaker 2: To the north?
Speaker 3: The friendly north is so many thousands of miles away,
and all around is dangerous country.
Speaker 2: And even more dangerous men freedom.
Speaker 3: It's a long way off, but the longest journey always
starts with the very first determined step. I shall return
shortly with Act three. He's an extremely complex young man.
His name is Jim, that's all, just Jim. Black slaves
had no family names y.
Speaker 2: Actually they had no family. In reality, they were nobody.
Speaker 3: They were nobody until they called attention to themselves, and
they could only do that by breaking the established pattern
of their lives. And Jim is doing that right now.
He has just escaped. I see nobody caught him.
Speaker 4: Sheriff, mister McClure, he does have the fastest horse in
all the text. He's my property.
Speaker 2: I paid for him. I expect you to return him
to me. Oh, we'll get him.
Speaker 4: Why ain't you organizing the posse to write him down?
Why help me, reasonable, mister McClure. I'm gonna departize a
few good trackers and they'll manage to come out with
a want action. I'm entitled to the protection of the law.
I've never seen a finer piece of flesh in all
the years I'm doing business.
Speaker 2: I gotta get him back. Trado.
Speaker 4: This with freedom, it's terrible wings where nothing could live
with a cruel son, the pride of the body by dead,
and a cold, lifeless moon froze the blood at night,
the food, the water, And one morning Jupiter disappeared.
Speaker 2: I I don't know. I I awoke and my horse
was gone, and I knew that I was gone too.
I was too weak to walk or even to worry.
I so I I lay on the ground to wait,
to wait for freedom. And suddenly she was there, sitting
on her horse.
Speaker 4: A woman, a white woman, pointing a rifle at me,
and two men black like me, slaves like me, were
with her.
Speaker 6: Who are you, boy? What are you doing here?
Speaker 2: Where are you bound for freedom? Freedom?
Speaker 4: What was that?
Speaker 6: What are you saying?
Speaker 2: Let me dwell in Freedom's house.
Speaker 5: You look like a runaway to me. Nose Harry, get
him up on his feet. We'll take him home and
find out who he belongs to. O.
Speaker 4: Let me dwell in Freedom's house and let them call
me Freedom's child.
Speaker 6: All right, now, that'll be enough.
Speaker 2: Of that solitude.
Speaker 4: And um.
Speaker 2: If they can't arch him my pillar, they make up besser.
Speaker 4: They call it peace, but there's no peace, no peace
in the pleasant.
Speaker 2: Alright.
Speaker 5: You're crazy, but you're smart enough to eat I see
you cleaned up that pat.
Speaker 2: I I I kept the books. I I did the accounts.
I I er I wrote for letters. I I paid
the bills.
Speaker 6: You're crazy in the head from the sun.
Speaker 2: Let me keep your books.
Speaker 1: Now, what are you saying?
Speaker 4: Let me teach your children Latin and gramma and and
al and algebra. Oh I I I don't want him
to catch me. He'll hurt me down.
Speaker 6: Who who's gonna hunt you down?
Speaker 2: He has a whip. He holds a whip in one
hand and a chain in the other. Save me, save
me from him. I'll make you rich.
Speaker 6: Witch.
Speaker 2: There was a broiling sun, the freezing moon, and the
black whale drowning in a sea of desert sand. And
then and then the sun set, and the moon went down,
and the black whale suddenly became a black man, and
he was lying on a pile of straw, and the
small dark hunt and the white woman was standing there
looking down at him. Well, boy, you look a lot
better gas him.
Speaker 6: You sound a lot better too.
Speaker 5: Whit you learn how to talk like like a Yankee gentleman?
Speaker 2: Please, Missy I I I don't mean no harm.
Speaker 6: Yes, Henry, what.
Speaker 2: Do you want, Miss Jenny?
Speaker 4: May, I'm a gentleman to see you up to the
house to see me.
Speaker 2: What about it's mister McClure, ma'am. Oh, mister McClure.
Speaker 6: So you're running away from mister McClure. Yes, ma'am, I
knew you was a runaway.
Speaker 5: I knew it.
Speaker 4: Please, ma'am, don't don't give me up to mister McLure.
And why shouldn't I Please please outdie hide me. I'm
not just an ordinary I feel hander. I'll work for
you the way I did for Colonel Boorters. Don't turn
me over to mister McLure.
Speaker 6: Oh did mister.
Speaker 5: McClure pay for you, Well, yes, ma'am, then he's your master.
And it's my beauty as a law abiden woman, as
a religious woman, to return you to your legal rightful owner.
Speaker 2: You call yourself a law a biden religious woman, But
what the laws do you falla what religion to you?
Will be just if I right to treat me like
an animal? Look at me, Look at me, You're ignorant,
arrogant woman.
Speaker 4: I'm a man, a man like your husband, like your father,
like your son, of the same heart, the same blood.
Speaker 2: The same song. Henry shut his mouth, and as much says,
you have done it to the least of my brethren,
you have done it unto me.
Speaker 6: I said, shut his breath and a Nie.
Speaker 5: Won't Henry, don't you dare let him leave the top?
Speaker 2: Henry, No, No, I knows what you're going to ask me.
Just do that. So I got to escape. Miss Jennis,
give me live. You'll kill me, mister Clark, kill me.
You bet off Daide, will bet off Daid. No, but
better off free. Don't you worry a not anybody boy?
You'll be free soon enough.
Speaker 3: Oh, oh, mister mccluur born and Miss Thompson gotta run
down a young buck.
Speaker 2: Lost him about a week ago.
Speaker 4: Got a tall no fat on him, but good muscles
trailed him up into this vicinity. Was wondering if you
might have seen.
Speaker 6: Him a runaway. I no, I haven't heard anything.
Speaker 4: Well, I'm much obliged to you, Miss Thompson.
Speaker 6: I I hope you find him.
Speaker 2: Oh, I'll find him.
Speaker 4: I have to spend every penny I've gotten the rest
of my life.
Speaker 2: I'll find him. I ought to have you hanged better
burned as a witch. Why do you say that, man?
Why because you bewitched me.
Speaker 6: You have a strange power.
Speaker 5: Somehow you prevented me from telling mister McClay your hair.
Speaker 2: On my property? What did you do to me? I
did nothing.
Speaker 6: I was ready to.
Speaker 5: Tell him you were being kept here, and and the
words refused to come out.
Speaker 6: You cast a no.
Speaker 2: You say you're a law abiding woman, a religious woman.
Speaker 6: And I've been on all my life until today.
Speaker 2: That's why you saved me from slavery. It's true.
Speaker 4: Something set you save him, deliver him from slavery.
Speaker 5: Oh oh whatever, however, that's what I've done.
Speaker 6: Well, now you're free, Get going.
Speaker 2: What did you say?
Speaker 6: You're free?
Speaker 2: Go go where?
Speaker 6: Go to your freedom.
Speaker 2: We'll go on and get No, don't don't don't make
me go out there. You can go into that desert.
Speaker 5: You wanna be free?
Speaker 2: Don't you let me? Let me stay here with you.
Speaker 6: I I'll make Oh shut up, Henry, he can still
help you.
Speaker 2: In the fields.
Speaker 6: We'll keep him.
Speaker 2: Please believe me, ma'am.
Speaker 5: Get him another shirt and a hat and set him
to powering gorse of missus.
Speaker 2: Jenny man and you mind him me?
Speaker 3: Now, what's your name?
Speaker 2: See he's just saying the truth. Jim, can you read?
And writes do you know all them other things? Yes,
it's the truth. He can go away, go away from here.
What are you talking about? You gotta go to freedom? Freedom?
What do you know about it? Eh? And there's one thing.
You're free now, Ye're free. You ain't in the dark
like all the rest of us. You read, you write,
you can make things, you can talk.
Speaker 8: You can't stay here.
Speaker 2: Die here for nothing. I don't want to go. I'm afraid.
What good are you?
Speaker 6: Go?
Speaker 1: Be?
Speaker 2: Somebody?
Speaker 4: Git No, not now, Miss mclaus. Out there, mister mccure, always.
Speaker 2: Be out there.
Speaker 4: Look, I'll I'll get a bed with meat and bread
and water and the horse.
Speaker 2: Come with me, entry and free, not Yit maybe neighver,
but you you get. I need more than food and
water the horse for my freedom, Henry. I need that rifle.
It was a wild, arid wilderness, and I didn't know
where it ended, but I knew that I must keep
going north. I was no longer running to freedom. I
had freedom.
Speaker 4: I was a free man sitting a free people. I
was busy with my thoughts, so I didn't see him there, waiting,
sitting on his horse with a.
Speaker 2: Gun in his hand. And I was almost upon him
all right.
Speaker 4: Boy, I don't that horse because I'm gonna whip you
to within one half inch of your life.
Speaker 2: You're not gonna whip anybody off the horse. No, No,
I warn you.
Speaker 4: Don't you reach for that rifle.
Speaker 2: Boy, you hear me. I heard you. I can pull
this trigger before you could even level that gun. You can,
but you won't. Don't try me. What good am I
to you?
Speaker 1: Dad?
Speaker 4: Take your hands off that rifle. I'll blow your head off.
You won't blow the head off of seven hundred and fifty.
Speaker 2: Dollars up your wife.
Speaker 4: You better shoot me now quick, while you still have
the chance.
Speaker 2: You can't know it. You just can't believe I dare
to kill you, and you won't. You though, you'll be
a hundred down like an animal, But I am an animal.
You can't believe what you'll see a batman. But there's
the point of gun at you. You ain't stupid.
Speaker 4: You know you can't get away.
Speaker 2: But it has to begin somewhere sometime with somebody.
Speaker 3: Just put the gun away.
Speaker 2: You're only making it worse. No, get off that horse,
Goodbye to you, mister mclare. It had to begin somewhere
sometime with somebody.
Speaker 3: And where Jim went, and whether or not he survived
the hardships and the dangers of the wilderness must remain
a mystery. And we tell this story during these times
when our minds are concerned with the birth of freedom
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